My Protector | His Angel

Chapter 34: The Matriarch

"Mom," I started. "Why did Uncle John's friend just call me 'Boss'?"

"That's what I need to speak with you about. But not here. We'll go back to the hotel and talk there."

"What about nana?"

"Your aunt will be with her and we'll meet back up with them at their house."

"Um, okay" I nodded before following them to the car.

As we drove back to the hotel a million different thoughts ran through my head. What did my mom need to talk to me about, why did that man call me boss, and why was Killian acting so weird?

Once we got to my mom's hotel room, I sat on the bed and looked at her.

"Whats going on?"

"Sorry honey, this is just extremely private. Your uncle wouldn't want to wrong people finding this out, and neither would you."

"Should I be stepping out?" Killian interjected.

"Nope, you're staying right here." My mom pointed at the bed for him to sit as if he were a toddler and he followed her command.

"John was in a group of very powerful people" My mom started. "A group of dangerous people. As was your grandfather, and great grandfather, and so on." She sighed." They were all in the mafia, here in America."

"What?" I looked at Killian watched my mother speak. "But-" I stopped myself from saying too much. I thought that Killian was the leader of the American Mafia.

"There are two." Killian answered my question.

"I'm confused" I shook my head.

"My group is the original, the one your uncle ran was the result of a dispute years ago. Our great grandfathers were in it at the same time. Mine was the leader and yours was one of his right hand men. But then there was a dispute which resulted in that break off. Hence the two groups here in America."

"Ran?" I questioned.

"John was the boss of this 'West Coast Mob' as they called it. And now that he's gone, " My mother spoke.

"- his next of kin takes over." I finished the sentence for her.

"And I won't." My mother stated, shaking her head.

"So, what? I'm forced to?" I laughed. "You're kidding."

My mom shook her head.

"ME? Take over?? How do you guys expect me to do this??"

"You'll learn honey"

"Learn" I scoffed. "From who? Killian? Who is now apparently my rival?? Jesus, we aren't related are we?!"

"Oh lord no honey, I would have never let any of this happen if you were."

"So you knew all of this all along" I realized as I stood from the bed. "Is this why you seemed so disappointed when you saw Killian in New York? Because you'd have to tell me in a few days that I'm forbidden from being with him anymore?" And you," I turned to look at Killian who had watched me stand. "This is why you've been acting so weird today isn't it"

"Loren!" My mom yelled out.

"No" I laughed and shook my head. "You don't get to say my name like that, like I'm the bad guy right now. After you let me sit through my uncle's funeral, clueless as a rock, keeping this secret from me."

I turned to walk out of the room and my mom tried to follow me.

"Dont" I put my hand up and she stopped.